Once Lu Zhi made his decision, the Han army machine rotated with it.

But war is a fog in which both sides speculate and grope with each other.

The main force of Lu Zhi's army and the Hebei Army, a total of 15,000 troops, began to discharge the barrier in the early morning of the 12th, and its army was roughly divided into three divisions.

One is two thousand cavalry for Youzhou. This is the foundation left by the Hebei Han Army in the Battle of Xingyang. Its lord will remain a member of the sect. There are four divisions under his command. They are Gongsun Zhan, the captain of the White Horse, Cui Jun, the former captain of the military academy, Gai Tong, the captain of the left military academy, and Lu Fang, the captain of the right military academy.

One is the 6,000 people of the five schools of the Northern Army, the main force of the Chinese army. Tun cavalry captain Sun Meng led eight hundred elite cavalry; The captain of the Yue cavalry led Zhou Zhong to lead the rangers to a thousand; Infantry Captain Wei Duan led 2,000 officers in the northwest; Wei Jie, the captain of Changshui, led Hu to ride eight hundred; The fifth lieutenant of the shooting sound led a thousand crossbowmen.

There is also a 7,000 people in Hebei County. There are 3,000 soldiers in Wei County and 2,000 soldiers in Zhao County. Changshan County died 2,000.

Originally, there were also Dong Zhuo's three thousand Hedong Xuanfeng, but they had already been sent to the southern front before.

Therefore, at this time, on the wilderness by Jize side, the banner covered the sun, and the Han army had more than 10,000 horses, boundless and unextended, so they slowly pressed towards the coalition army of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

At this time, the camp of the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou, five miles away, was also beating drums.

There were constantly sentinels sending the movements of the Han army in the distance to the camp.

"The Han army has been reorganized."

"The Han army has left the camp."

"The Han army is five miles away."

The feather flew away, and the camp of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban was slaughtered.

The commander of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban sacrificed his grandson and did not sleep all night yesterday.

In the shock of the drums, the sacrificial grandson looked at the six-section battle Daxu and had a lot of thoughts.

Yesterday's military meeting, Zhang Dan of the Taishan Army suggested taking root in the barrier and confronting the enemy for a long time. As long as Qu Shuai annihilates the Han army in Henan, return to the north and then counterattack.

What Zhang Dan said is very reasonable, and the sacrifice of Sun was also planned at the beginning.

But in the end, the sacrifice of Sun still gave up, and he decided to pour his army into a decisive battle with the Han army.

This is not the arrogance of the sacrifice of the grandson, he feels that his team has been trained by the Taishan army and can fight with the Han army. This is not that the sacrifice grandson has lost his mind, and he has a prudent policy to seek his own death.

This is the great courage of worshipping grandchildren.

Why did the priest lead the division to a decisive battle with the Han army? It's all because of one gas.

Since the Guangzong Incident, the consequences of the upper echelons of Taiping Road falling against each other have been spread to the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

These Qingzhou Taoist disciples who left their hometowns for the sake of ideals and in order to realize everyone's ambition to keep everyone warm, traveled far away to the river, and came to Hebei to fight, were disappointed to find that what the Taoist envoys said in the past had become lies.

The Han army is so strong, and the friendly army is so overwhelming. So how can this ideal be realized? Who cares about that ideal?

Therefore, through this decisive battle, the priest will tell all the Taoists and Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou that we still care about that ideal, and we are still realizing it!

We can die, but our ideals cannot be extinguished.

We may perish, but the peaceful and prosperous world where all people are equal and warm will come.

What about the strength of the Han army?

Our Qingzhou Yellow Turban still dares to fight! Able to fight!

So he asked everyone three questions in front of the military officials:

"Do you remember when we joined Taiping Dao?"

"Do you remember the original intention of our uprising?"

"Do you remember our original intention of moving to Hebei?"

The people present who said these three questions were silent, and they also recalled their original intentions.

It is a roar that is not afraid of ***, unwilling to be a cow or horse, or unwilling to be a human or animal. It is the wish that future generations can live in a warm and healthy peaceful world.

So, they joined Taiping Dao.

They dropped their ploughshares and hoes, clumsily picked up their swords, vowing to take their dignity and their lives with the weapons in their hands.

In this way, in the memories of everyone, the priest continued:

"We've had too many people dead since April. They either died at the hands of Haoqiang, or died in the revenge of the cool officials, or fought against the Han army against the British

Be brave and righteous. Now that we can live, what more can we ask for? I'll just ask, if our fellow believers can die, we can't die?"

"Since early death and late death are death! Then let me sacrifice my grandson to be the pioneer. If the ideal of the Yellow Sky has been forgotten by everyone, then I will wake everyone up with the blood of my grandson."

"We are here, on the land of Hebei, fighting to the death with the Han army. also let the enemies know that back then, there was such a group of people, and they said that the small people could never be bullied. They fearlessly charged at the chariot with their ploughs and hoes in hand. They went to death with regnateness, and for the ideals of the Yellow Heaven, they went to the Yellow Springs together!"

After saying this, the priest slashed his palm with a knife, and then drew three blood marks on his forehead and cheeks.

It's a blood oath!

When the rest of the Yellow Turbans saw that the sacrifice was like this, they also drew their knives, cut their palms, and swore blood!

Finally, the priest Sun led the generals to face the location of the hometown in the east and swore an oath:

"Today, we will sacrifice blood for my Yellow Sky ideal, donate this remnant body, and shine in a peaceful and prosperous world."

The blood oath is chiseled, and the echo is long.

And now, the southeast wind is strong, and the military flag is hunting.

The sacrificial grandson looked at the neat army in front of him and muttered:

"The righteousness of the world has been extinguished, so there is the righteousness of peace descended from the yellow sky. If the world really wants to destroy this righteousness, it will not let my Taiping Tao come into being. And since I have the Taiping Dao, how can this Han army exterminate my Dao."

"I am a peaceful Taoist and benevolent person, I don't want to survive to harm benevolence, I have to kill myself to become benevolent."

"We can die, but this peace will never be extinguished."

Thinking of this, the belief in sacrificing grandchildren became more and more firm.

Now, the Han army has left the camp, and it is still five miles away from their own camp.

So, the priest Sun tied the yellow scarf tightly on his forehead, and said to Xu He on the side:

"Let's get started."

Xu He changed his previous yellow clothes and yellow robes at this time, put on a basin collar armor, and he turned around and shouted to the wrestlers behind him:

"Drumming!"

Decree of the wrestlers:

"Order, drum."

So, eighty-one shirtless yellow turban wrestlers in the rear, with strong muscles, took two drum hammers and began to beat the cowhide drums in front of them under the call of the trumpet.

Then, in the sound of fierce war drums, the tent that stretched for ten miles began to wake up, and countless Yellow Turban Daoists in yellow clothes and yellow turbans walked out of the military tent and merged into a yellow sea in the wilderness.

The Yellow Turban Army, under the organization of the envoys of each battalion, wiped their faces with water, and then began to pray in the battalion as a unit, facing the place where the sun rose in the east.

This is the daily life of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, but the prayer of this day is particularly solemn.

Because all the Yellow Turban Priests present knew that this might be the last time they prayed in their lives.

Some people often ask how they can take each day seriously.

The answer is to treat every day as if it were the last day of your life.

And now, on the banks of this Jize, these young Yellow Turban soldiers feel the last day of their lives.

They tried to breathe the air and prostrated themselves to the East.

In fact, they no longer believe in doctrine as they used to, but on this day they are more religious than ever, because they find that this time, they are praying for themselves, for their ideals.

The prayers of the 40,000 people, no matter how small each person is, gather together to thunder.

And the voice of prayer spread farther and farther through this wilderness, to the edge of heaven.

In the midst of the prayers, several horses came rushing again, shouting:

"The enemy is four miles away from me."

The priest in the crowd continued to bury his head in prayer, as if he had not heard it.

All of them are praying as one, gathering in one place to inspire a vast force. This is the power of the crowd to wake up countless birds and beasts that have survived the winter, and also to sweep away the haze of the world.

Heavens, it's clear.

The voice of the priest became louder and louder, and the solemnity of his face became more and more solemn, and when he finished singing the last word, he used all his strength to shout:

"Knock out

Drums!"

The eighty-one wrestlers knew the stakes of this battle, and they spared no effort to beat a dense and majestic drumbeat.

Standing on a high platform, the priest shouted to the Yellow Turban soldiers in the wilderness:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand! Fight!"

In the wilderness, the Yellow Turban soldiers couldn't see or hear what the priest was saying.

But all of them raised their arms, burst into tears, and roared:

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand! Fight!"

Not far away, the 3,000 men of the Eastern Expeditionary Army of the Taishan Army also opened their camps.

The solemn prayer of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban came here.

Zhang Dan's general, Pan Zhang, was full of excitement when he heard it, and he couldn't help but say to Zhang Dan, who was thinking deeply:

"Captain, you said that their Qingzhou Yellow Turbans believe in these things. What a yellow sky! If there really is a yellow sky, can we poor people live so hard?"

After speaking, Pan Zhang also said to his team leader Guo Xing:

"Xiao Guo, come on. Do you believe in the yellow sky?"

Guo Xing is the heroic man who formed an apprenticeship in Ao Cang and opened the wall to the Taishan army. At this time, he was a general of Zhang Dan's Chinese army.

Guo Xing was ordered by Pan Zhang, and had to say:

"The little ones don't understand any of that. But in these years, how many people can speak for us poor people. So, what's the point of not being there?"

Pan Zhang was stunned for a moment, pondering how much truth there was.

Zhang Dan quietly listened to the discussion of his subordinates.

They either disdain it or disapprove it, even if a few are optimistic, they are like Guo Xing, who think that shouting the slogan of relieving the poor is already good.

As for those who really understand the persistence of the sacrifice of the sun and others, there is no one.

Faced with the reaction of his subordinates, Zhang Dan didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Happily, the officers of the Taishan Army were very little influenced by the Yellow Turban Army, and the worry was that the generals were completely ignorant of the spiritual beliefs of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Dan still remembers the scene when Qu Shuai held the corpse of the old pavilion chief and swore an oath with everyone. The emotions at that moment are just like the sacrifice of Sun and others at this moment.

So, Zhang Dan looked at the scene of tens of thousands of people singing in the north, and couldn't help but say to Pan Zhang and others:

"You don't understand, but you will understand what kind of power it is. It's a power that overturns mountains and seas and changes the world."

"There are people who are superstitious about force, superstitious about swords and guns. But after all, I don't know that this human heart is the most powerful force in this world. He who wins the hearts of all the people, even if he loses this battle, what if? As long as we are still here, this human heart will still exist. We can still make a comeback. As long as we, the sparks of the stars, are we afraid that we will not be able to start this trend of burning the prairies?"

But it's a pity that Zhang Dan said that he was strong, but the sadness in his words couldn't be hidden.

That's right, Zhang Dan didn't have much hope for the outcome of this battle. Just because he understands the strength of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

To tell the truth, the 40,000 people of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban attacked this time, and their strength may be stronger than when the 60,000 people went north to Hebei before. But if you want to say that you will fight against the Hebei Han army in a big formation, it is really a lot of difference.

This is also the reason why Zhang Dan suggested that the bearded man stick to the barrier at the beginning.

But the bearded man didn't listen, and he Zhang Dan could only lead the army to attack them.

Because if he didn't take the 3,000 main force of the Eastern Expeditionary Army to attack, the probability of winning the Qingzhou Yellow Turban in this battle would not even be 30%. And with their joining, there is also a five-five open.

And whether it is from the situation in Hebei or his personal relationship with the sacrifice of his grandson, he Zhang Dan has no reason to sit on the wall and watch.

Therefore, this time, Zhang Dan can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

Soon, the flying army came to report:

"Qingzhou Yellow Turbans poured out."

Zhang Dan paced by the horse for a long time, and finally ordered:

"Order the whole army to attack and respond to the Qingzhou Yellow Turban."

In this way, the main force of the 3,000 Eastern Expeditionary Army of the Taishan Army also set off.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

The war was more than Sun and Zhang Dan expected

Be early.

It was expected that the Han army was still three miles away, but within half a mile of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban and Zhang Dan's Eastern Expeditionary Army, they suddenly encountered a surprise attack by a cavalry of the Han army.

This Han cavalry is one thousand people in the five schools of the Northern Army.

They were like horsemen on the prairie, lightly clothed and armourless, with only a bent bow and six bags of quivers, and they struck out lightly.

In fact, although the Yueqi Captain's Department was as fast as an electric switch, the assault cavalry of the Taishan Army still detected the enemy's traces two miles away.

But it's a pity that the Qingzhou Yellow Turban is still some distance away from the Taishan Army, and it is too late to wait for the Tucai to return to the Taishan Army and then go to tell the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army.

At that time, the front of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban was marching, and suddenly it was attacked by thousands of Vietnamese cavalry.

These superb knights of Yue Cavalry shouted and scattered a continuous stream of arrows from the side of the road.

If the ordinary Yellow Turban Army encountered a thousand horses galloping, it might have collapsed without even firing arrows from the opposite side. But the Qingzhou Yellow Turban is courageous, armory, and has practiced the battle formation.

Therefore, although the arrows of the Yue cavalry were dense, they could not defeat the military formation of the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans. And once the large array of Qingzhou Yellow Turbans is maintained, Yue Qi will not dare to attack the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans.

It was not until the cavalry of the Taishan Army arrived and joined the cavalry of the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou that the thousand Han cavalry were driven away.

In fact, this is the dilemma of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

The Hebei Han army on the opposite side had 15,000 people, and the cavalry corps alone had 4,000. And the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, plus the hundreds of horsemen of the Taishan Army themselves, there are less than 2,000 people in total.

The huge disparity in the strength of the cavalry means that the initiative on the battlefield has been grasped by the Han army.

In fact, the Taishan Army and the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans did not dare to release their limited cavalry strength at all. can only cruise near the battlefield, so as to block the Han cavalry that can surprise at any time.

Soon, the horn of the formation came from the Qingzhou Yellow Turban. Obviously, they decided to reorganize their army here and prepare for the coming Han army.

But this made Taishan Army very awkward here, and Zhang Dan suddenly found that his actions were completely taken away by the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

If the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans want to fight, they will fight. If the Qingzhou Yellow Turban wants to stop, they will stop.

Thinking of what Qu Shuai said about the way of using soldiers, causing people but not people, Zhang Dan's heart was gloomy.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Dan gritted his teeth and ordered:

"We moved to the left flank of the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans and set up a formation there."

The commanders of the various departments received the military order, waved their flags one after another, and began to move towards the left flank of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

Fortunately, the terrain is open, so it can accommodate nearly 50,000 people in a large formation.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the sun rose higher and higher.

At this time, a large array of nearly 50,000 people had been arranged.

Including the Taishan Army, there are a total of six large arrays. Among them, the Qingzhou Yellow Turban is five large formations, each of which is 8,000 people, and the layout of the previous two and three is arranged, and there are vans in front of each formation to block the cavalry of the Han army.

The 3,000 men of the Taishan Army were arranged in a separate formation, arranged on the left flank of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, roughly in line with their first two formations.

After that, the southeast wind rose, and nearly 50,000 Qingtai allied troops were deployed to wait for the arrival of the Han army.

Two hours passed, and on the chariot, Zhang Dan still didn't see the figure of the Han army on the opposite side.

Zhang Dan looked at his subordinates wrapped in winter clothes, who had been standing here for two hours, and felt bad in his heart. He couldn't help but wonder if the Han army would not come.

So, Zhang Dan hurriedly released the retracted assault horse again.

And this time, the Turks quickly reported:

"The enemy is a mile to the northwest."

Getting this information, Zhang Dan was puzzled. He doesn't understand, even if the other side is tired of our army, but the other side is not tired? Why did the Han army stand still there?

Over there, at the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Array, the sacrificial grandson also received a return from the horse.

Frowning, the priest thought for a while, and then ordered:

"Let the whole army have food and rest alternately."

Soon, more than 50,000 people began to take out the straps one after another

Good dry food began to eat.

These corns were brought by the Taishan army, and they were basically made into military rations for about seven days. In other words, the battle lasted a maximum of five days.

Within five days, if the coalition army does not defeat the Han army, it will run out of food and collapse.

Chewing dry food, the Qingtai coalition army began to rest alternately. The outer officials continued to line up, and the inner began to sit down and rest. After two moments, the inside and outside alternate.

And just like that, another hour passed.

Suddenly, the big array began to stir.

Many people began to point in the direction they had come and exclaimed, and the priest also saw it.

I saw that the barrier where they had camped was burning into the sky.

Sai Sun's heart tightened, and he knew why the Han army on the opposite side would not move.

Apparently a light horse had already been sent from the opposite side, and it had already gone around their rear ramparts and burned down their barracks.

At this time, the distant Tanma came to report again:

"The enemy is beginning to retreat."

At this time, in the cold winter of November, the weather was cold and the bones were frozen, but the forehead of the sacrificial grandson was sweaty.

He had already realized what the tactics of the Han soldiers were.

To be honest, he didn't fight with Lu Zhi once or twice with the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, he thought that he had already held the opposite side very high, but in the end he was still toyed with and applauded by the other side.

In this battle, Lu Zhi obviously had no intention of fighting them at all, but wanted to use this cold to kill them.

Now, he and the Taishan army have a total of 50,000 people guarding this frozen ground, the rear wall is burning, the enemy army in front is retreating, and they have no way to retreat.

Otherwise, when it is night, the winter wind of the northern country will have to kill half of the whole army.

So, the sacrificial grandson decisively ordered:

"The whole army is marching towards the west."

Since your Han army does not dare to engage in battle, then he will bring people with him. At this time, there are still two hours before dark, as long as the Han army can't return to the camp, this battle will still be fought.

Just as the sacrificial grandson was about to inform the Taishan army to go west.

Not far away, the Taishan army also beat drums, and they also marched.

But just when the sacrificial grandson thought that he and Zhang Dan had a heart-to-heart connection, he saw that the direction of Taishan's army was opposite, and they were going to go back.

At this moment, the sacrificial grandson couldn't hold back any longer, and he roared:

"Prepare the horses."

The soldiers over there immediately moved a horse.

The sacrificial grandson got on the horse and went straight to Zhang Dan of the Taishan army.

Zhang Dan in the big array over there saw a horse running from the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, his face was cloudy, but in the end he sighed, and he also rode out of the battle to meet his grandson.

During the two bursts, the sacrificial grandson saw Zhang Dan rushing and hurriedly said:

"Adan, why do you want to go back, the enemy is in the west."

Zhang Dan looked at the blazing gaze of the sacrificial grandson, and had the intention to avoid it, but he still persuaded him:

"Bearded, you can't go west anymore. Haven't you found out yet? We were tricked by Lu Zhi. We are freezing now, and there is no barrier to shelter the winter wind at night, and we will collapse without a fight."

The sacrificial grandson shook off the stirrup, strode to Zhang Dan's side, grabbed Zhang Dan's hand with one hand, and held the bridle of Zhang Dan's mount with the other, and explained with tears:

"Listen to me, Adan. The Han army is less than a mile away from us, and we can only throw away the baggage here, and we will definitely be able to catch up with the Han army. When the time comes, as long as we bite the other side, we will also stay up together on this winter night, and there is no reason why we can't stay up."

Zhang Dan saw that the sacrifice grandson was so obsessed, and he had to gamble everything and abandon his baggage to chase after him.

He closed his eyes in pain, and then yelled:

"Bearded, wake up. You've got more than 40,000 lives on your shoulders. Do you dare to gamble? Why do we have to fight it today? As I said a long time ago, time is with us. As long as we stick to the barrier and wait for the commander to arrive, this victory will be ours after all. But why don't you listen?"

Who knew that after Zhang Dan said this, the sacrificial grandson lowered his head and said for a long time:

"And then? Will your sky-high general be able to stand on his own feet with this merit?

？ Isn't it that our Taiping Dao is going to listen to your sky-high general?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Dan was dumbfounded.

And after the sacrifice sun said this, it seemed that he had unloaded everything, he raised his head and said to Zhang Dan:

"Ah Dan, of course I know what kind of person Ah Chong is. But I also know that Ah Chong has never believed in our Taiping Dao, he has his own ideals and opinions. It's just that before, he was a fellow traveler with us in Taiping Dao. But what about the back? Taiping Dao is about to fall apart, and Ah Chong wants to annex our Taiping Dao?"

"Dan, you don't understand. This Taiping Road was established by Taiping Dao for 20 years, carrying the dreams of many people. We also have ideals, and we want to achieve them. We also want to make the world live well, but that has to be achieved by our Taiping Dao! Do you understand?"

Now, Zhang Dan really understood.

He finally understood why the sacrifice of Sun had to be the first to fight a decisive battle, it turned out that everything was for the word power.

Zhang Dan closed his eyes sadly, and said to the priest in pain:

"You say that the Taiping Road will be realized, but can you do it? Without Ah Chong, can this ideal of keeping everyone warm, can it really be realized? It's up to you, or me, or to your great teachers."

"Bearded, you don't understand after all. It's never that Ah Chong chose Taiping Road, but Taiping Road needs Ah Chong. He is the only one who can make peace in this world! Don't you really understand?"

The confusion in the eyes of the sacrificial grandson flashed, but he said firmly:

"I understand, but I still want to work hard for our brothers in Taiping Dao again, and let those old brothers who died know that they are not wrong to pay our Taiping Dao."

After saying this, the sacrificial grandson pulled Zhang Dan down, and then turned over on the horse with Zhang Dan in his hand.

Subsequently, in the dumbfounded eyes of the three armies, the sacrificial grandson was wrapped in Zhang Dan into the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Array.